Verbs
I find these verbs enlightening:
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read
get
see
get
read
visit
get
offer
study
help
respond
check
ensure
support
work
protect
research
develop
facilitate
confront
keep
help
detect
slow
prepare
respond
care
kill
warn
offer
do
report
work
develop
offer
coordinate
offer
offer
research
use
publish
answer
publish
offer
offer
publish
test
manage
delay
offer
deduct
get
avoid
identify
warn
investigate
prosecute
see
take
warn
warn
threaten
warn
avoid
report
process
work
post
post
post
answer
issue
post
post
offer
offer
operate
ensure
publish
vote
visit
vote
consider
ensure
stay
encourage
accept
make
cover
support
protect
support
urge
work
respond
remind
report
work
manage
offer
work
combat
issue
provide
combat
monitor
issue
advise
post
support
protect
get
Verbs are weird things taken out of their rightful places. They start begging for meaning, a purpose or a job. A verb like "offer" can mean so much when angry. Well, one can say that for all the words. Let's put it this way:
I found a runaway once. It was pouring rain down the main avenue, I was ironically heading home myself, and this figure was crouched beneath an antique store's sunshade. A young boy, maybe 15. I asked him if he wanted a ride, I pointed to my umbrella. He said no, he was heading to the gym. I asked him what was the travel bag for. Maybe I shouldn't have, it was quite intrusive in fact, I was nothing to the boy, but that's exactly it, I was nothing to him, so he just plainly told me to fuck off and began to cry. And when that happens, one has to choose. That day, I chose to stay. Maybe it was the rain. The boy spat out that he was running away from home and that before I asked anything I should think what verb I'd use. Uh, this little dude. "Fine." So I thought about it.
The rain continued pouring down on my umbrella, heavying harder than I could bear, or maybe it was just the thinking, so I put it down. He did not invite me to sit, so I accepted the rain and just stood there thinking, it was better that way. Can't tell why, sometimes it just is.
"To drown."
"What?"
"To drown is the verb I choose."
He chuckled. "And the question?"
"Are you drowning?"
His hands went for the bag.
"No, no, don't be afraid. I mean metaphorically, obviously."
"Sure, dude. What are you implying?" He got up and ran up the main avenue. I don't think he wanted me to answer that. Or at least he was afraid I'd answer.
Anyhow, that's it for the power of verbs. Apply them wisely. Maybe walk in the rain and see if you can catch one drifting with the current before it gets forever lost out of context. Everyone needs some.